There's a fray in the thread
There's the gray on your head
There's the noise that never ends
There's the lie that you buried
Under the lemon tree

There's the turn of the earth
There's the blood on your shirt
There's the break, and there's the bend
There's the the light in the hallway
The turn of the lock and key

Just hold on, I know you're tired
And you doubt that you're quite sane
You've been longing for a moment
Just to breathe without the pain

Keep holding on
Keep holding on

There's an eye in the storm
There's a place where it's warm
There's a picture in a frame
There's the dream that you've carried
Covered in fingerprints

There's the crack in the urn
There's the blister and burn
There's a plaque that sings your praise
There's the pillar of salt
And the pills that you've swallowed since

Just hold on, I know you're tired
And you doubt that you're quite sane
You've been longing for a moment
Just to breathe without the pain

Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding on

Just hold on, I know you're tired
And you doubt that you're quite sane
You've been longing for a moment
Just to breathe without the pain

Keep holding on